I Think She Like Me

Lyrics

[Intro: Rick Ross] This the flyest shit ever This that Rich Forever part two Uh, uh [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Layin' in my bed, I'm under these gold chandeliers Can't say too many names in here these kinda years Nice sweaters and these icy diamonds on my wrist Ice Cube lookin' nigga, you know life a bitch I once got no allowance, now I got the crown I said I was The Boss, nobody made a sound Really had to see them things, this level story tellin' Who else could flip a chorus into forty million? Out in Cannes with Leonardo DiCaprio While out on bond, pray I go to trial rapido Eight felonies, tellin' me wanna give me life Every nut I bust, really I gotta do it twice Ricky Ronaldo, really when I'm in Portugal I pull a yacht out, this weekend, I'm fuckin' so-and-so Cameras flash, paparazzi layin' in the grass Tom Brady my new neighbor, you can tell 'em that [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] (Ooh) Uh, I think she like me Oh, I think she like me I know her nigga don't like me With your bitch right now, yeah, I might be (Ooh) Sippin' this right now, yeah, we might be (Ooh, ooh) Might hit her from the back, let her ride me (Ooh, ooh) Girl, you'll never meet another nigga like me (Ooh, ooh) Girl, you'll never meet another man like me [Verse 2: Rick Ross] I'm sexin' women out on Fisher Isle I gas her up and let her lick me down I may name my daughter Hermes Get Margiela to decorate the new birds nest Twenty million up at Merrill Lynch I met his chick, he haven't seen her since Through the city, I'm still floatin' like a magic carpet She stop me for a selfie, I just want the knowledge Expressin' what you think'll send your kids to college Or be a Geechi nigga just to keep the Bentley polished Do it for the dear departed, fuck a Ben Carson Empowering the youth made a nigga a target Only one that's smokin' up in Goldman Sachs But I'm the only one that's rollin' like a quarterback And I never put it in my government 'Cause I never put on for the government [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] (Ooh) Uh, I think she like me Oh, I think she like me I know her nigga don't like me With your bitch right now, yeah, I might be (Ooh) Sippin' this right now, yeah, we might be (Ooh, ooh) Might hit her from the back, let her ride me (Ooh, ooh) Girl, you'll never meet another nigga like me (Ooh, ooh) Girl, you'll never meet another man like me [Verse 3: Rick Ross] You caught the case, you gotta post the bond I'm Rayful Edmonds mixed with young Wale Folarin (M-M-M) Starin' in my safe, I'm rather safe than sorry Diddy, Jigga only two niggas comin' for me (M-M-Maybach Music) I park the Caddy in my livin' room Pussy niggas lookin' for me, I'ma give it to 'em Santorini, Greece, sex in the swimmin' pool If her pussy dry, call her Beetlejuice I'm baby-makin' in them Maldives Put up all the yachts, pulled out the jetskis Khaled hit me on the FaceTime (It's Billi!) I'm the flyest nigga on his bassline She see the sneakers and she see the stones Fat boy run the city, seated in the throne I'm cashin' in like the Kardashians My paralyzed homie snuck the ratchet in [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] (Ooh) Uh, I think she like me Oh, I think she like me I know her nigga don't like me With your bitch right now, yeah, I might be (Ooh) Sippin' this right now, yeah, we might be (Ooh, ooh) Might hit her from the back, let her ride me (Ooh, ooh) Girl, you'll never meet another nigga like me (Ooh, ooh) Girl, you'll never meet another man like me [Outro] Maybach Music